That's how it is in the forest, looking close, but walking hard. But halfway through, He Qiliao basically lay on the ground. In the end, he was almost carried by Zhang Binhui, this kid's physique is too weak.

Looking at the strange scene in front of them, the two were really amazed.

It is a basin surrounded by lofty mountains with steep peaks abounding. Under the clear sky, the emerald green mountains look very refreshing.

In the middle of the basin, however, is a different world. Halfway up the mountain, steaming clouds tumbled upwards as if covered with cotton wool, and the entire valley was completely obscured by the thick fog.

Cloud Valley was really found by them.

"Dude, there's nothing to be a miasma in this thing, is it?"

Zhang Binhui was cautious and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

However, at this moment, the raccoon, which had been lying on his shoulder, suddenly became active. With a soft roar, the little baby jumped off Zhang Binhui's shoulder, rushed into the fog like lightning, and disappeared into the valley in a blink of an eye.

Next to him, He Qiliao had already rushed down: "Can you handle so much?" With this spectacle, you have to go down and have fun if you say anything! Baby, wait for me. ”

Both of them rushed down, and Zhang Binhui had no choice but to follow.

At least the old farmer said that someone usually broke through by mistake, so it stands to reason that it will be fine, right?

Like a barrier, from the mountainside, the two of them seemed to rush into a labyrinth of = one = this = read = novel xstxt, the sight in front of them was dark, the visibility was greatly reduced, and the raccoon had long since disappeared.

After entering the fog area, the slope was much smoother, and with the poor line of sight, the speed of the two slowed down.

The fog is not as breath-holding as expected, but very fresh, as if the fog plays a filtering role.

The bottom of the valley is just 100 meters below the mountainside, but it is still a mid-mountain basin. The basin is large, sandwiched between two mountain ranges, and the mountains are endless, with no end in sight.

The basin is quite rugged, with small peaks, strange rocks, and thorns and weeds all over the waist, so you can't find your way or know where to go.

When he arrived in the basin, the little baby was long gone, and Zhang Binhui was stupid.

Is this where you've been? Or have you never been here since you lost your memory?

Look at the topography here, look at the environment here, can you really find this place by yourself at that time? Zhang Binhui began to be suspicious.

He Qiliao was still very excited, and followed Zhang Binhui and kept urging: "Brother Hui, is this the cultivation spiritual land you said?" Can I wash my body here? Hurry up, take me around! ”

There is no way, the fog in the basin is too heavy, He Qiliao can't see far at all, he can only follow behind Zhang Binhui.

The two of them were basically like headless flies, weaving through the basin, but after walking for nearly half an hour, they found nothing. The baby's name has been called countless times, but there has been no response, and it seems that the fate with this raccoon has come to an end.

After exploring for a few miles, the sight in front of me widened, the tall grass gradually thinned, and a large forest appeared in front of me.

The woods are peculiar, not very tall, and the canopy is relatively flat, as if they were deliberately shrunk into a fog. The woods go up the mountain, neatly draped, and from a distance, it looks like a layer of "thin quilt" in the valley.

The two of them went inside, looking up in amazement, because the light here was even darker because of the canopy of trees.

While looking around, He Qiliao suddenly let out an exclamation, and his foot tripped over something and twisted.

When Zhang Binhui rushed back to check, He Qiliao was already studying there with something in his hand.

"Brother Hui, have you been here?"

This is a bag, common travel equipment, but the most important thing is that there is a small book inserted in the mesh pocket on the right side of this bag, on which Zhang Binhui's name is written upright.

If struck by lightning, Zhang Binhui was instantly stunned: he had really been here!

This travel bag is very familiar, it is the one I lost, and it turned out to be lost here. Taking the backpack from He Qiliao's hand, Zhang Binhui looked through it carefully, and thought that the things he had lost some time ago were all there, but it turned out that they were here.

Why did this bag stay here, how did he get to Cloudy Valley, and why didn't he have any memories?

While he was pondering, a sudden cry came from the depths of the thick fog, which was the voice of a raccoon.

"Little baby!"

Hearing this tweet, the two were pleasantly surprised, and they really felt like old friends. At that moment, the two of them did not dare to slack off, and immediately called for chases into the depths of the woods.

The little baby seemed to lead the way, and from time to time he cried twice, guiding the two of them around many obstacles, and finally came to the edge of a vine.

The vine grew violently, spreading up the hillside to a width of hundreds of meters, and its central part bulged outward, like a green waterfall, reaching out of the clouds.

The raccoon was squatting outside the vine, and when he saw the two of them coming, he squeaked twice, and then one turned around, "swooped", and got into the vine.

"Did it call us?"

Seeing the baby's behavior, Zhang Binhui was very suspicious.

He Qiliao nodded: "I look at the elephant, this raccoon seems to be able to understand human nature." Do you want to follow? It can't be a set, right? ”

Zhang Binhui couldn't make up his mind, and couldn't help but complain about He Qiliao: "I said, you are twenty-three, I am twenty, call brother every day, aren't you annoying?" Get an idea, shall we? Don't keep making me up your mind. ”

He Qiliao had a bitter face: "Don't! Why don't you do the math? See if it's safe or dangerous. ”

This sentence reminded him that he could grasp the "traces of light", what were he afraid of?

Who wanted this time but it didn't work. Zhang Binhui ran the spell, but there were no familiar ripples in front of him, and the "traces of light" failed.

Sweat slowly seeped out, what was hidden behind this vine? Why did the little baby let herself in?

Just as he was hesitating, the voice of a raccoon came from the vine again, and the sound seemed to be very empty, and the other party seemed to be urging there.

He Qiliao still looked at himself blankly, then looked at the backpack in his hand, thought about the doubts in his heart, Zhang Binhui gritted his teeth: Fight, let's enter.

Zhang Binhui held the mobile phone flashlight in front and took the lead in crawling forward from the open vines. Later, after hesitating again and again, He Qiliao also climbed in.

The vine was extremely thick, and the small thorns on it hung from time to time on the clothes of the two men. In the light of the flashlight, the little baby occasionally showed his figure, and it was really leading the way.

After climbing for five or six minutes, the vine waterfall still did not end, and the two of them couldn't help but be more and more surprised: the situation was not right, although it looked like a protruding piece from the outside, it could not be so thick, according to this itinerary, they could climb nearly seventy meters away.

But it was impossible to turn back, the vines were too dense to turn around, and seeing that he had stopped, the raccoon took the initiative to return to his side, and dragged his sleeve in his small mouth.

"Brother Hui, let's fight, let's go inside and take a look."

Later, He Qiliao shouted, so the two continued to accelerate and rushed inside.